Sunday, September 9, 2012

Open Soul

You can trust me, I won't hurt you!
I love you too much. I am your friend.
We can marry, be my wife,
Love each other to the end.

I'll show you my hurt, you show me yours,
You'll see my soul, and all it holds.
Let me know you, let me see you!
I want to love you, please be bold.

I've been thinking, since we're talking
About how honest I have been
I don't trust you, you seem so dishonest
You lie to me, don't you, now and then?

I showed you my soul,
You showed me your soul,
I expect you to love me,
I'll blast a large hole,
Where your open soul,
Must have been.

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Monday, August 13, 2012

Loves Sweet Mercy

Desired something not mine to have
Not because I wasn't worthy
But because life isn't fair
And not all tears are called for

People disappoint, painful reality
I've broken a heart or two
With promises unfulfilled
And expectations gone unmet

I didn't give love to all I met
Simply begged to learn how
That vacuum of need consumed me
And all I touched

Now that love has graced my life
Not just to give but let into
My heart so fragile, hidden from sight
So fearful of the pain

So innocent the first touch
So sweet the tremble of kindness
Love overwhelming two hearts
Never broken, never whole

I'll dry your tears Sweet Love
You'll hold me in the pain
Put past to past where it belongs
Move into future ours alone

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Thursday, July 19, 2012

Not Family

There never seemed to be a place,
Where I fit into the fold.
Always seemed to be so odd,
Didn't fit the mold.

Wanted to be included,
Wanted to belong,
Didn't want to be different,
Didn't want to be wrong.

They stood behind a barrier,
Separated far from me,
One I couldn't transcend,
One I couldn't even see.

"You're not part of us,
And to be, you never will."
It hurt me so much then.
It hurts me so much still.

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Saturday, April 28, 2012

He Never Set Foot In The House



















I remember. . .


The sidewalks were all broken,
Under heavy branches of green trees,
Geraniums grew in every yard,
Yes, that's where you left me.

Your truck parked at the sidewalk,
I thought you had come at last,
To free me from her prison,
In which I'd been cast.

Your truck was God's own chariot,
Meant to carry me away,
But instead you took my brothers,
And told me I must stay.

I begged and pleaded with you,
"She hurts me all the time!
I'll be a good girl Daddy!
Please make your home mine."

You promised you'd come back for me,
Tried to tell me why you came,
Told me she wouldn't let me go,
And how you loved me just the same.

You drove your truck down shady streets,
And left me in that Hell.
I learned that no one cared what she did,
There was no one I could tell.

If my mother hates me so much,
And my father doesn't care,
I must not be worth anything.
Why did God even put me here?

You never came back for me.
She ruined my life with hate.
I'll never love and trust again.
It was useless for me to wait.

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Friday, March 9, 2012

Essence of Home

What I have found in you
When I bathe deep in your eyes
Are songs it seems I knew
And stars from other skies

You and I must be
Descendants of the same
Children of the sun
Yet, born of different names

We touch our mother earth
With toes of tortured skin
We breathe our father sky
Who’s living deep within

I feel you brush your fingertips
Across my soul, sublime
With the essence of our people
Separated over time

The present is part of our past and our lives transcend visual reality. ~ Sidney “TK” Yee

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Friday, January 27, 2012

You Spoke My Name

You spoke my name,
I heard the hum,
Of a love
Still yet to come.

I saw your eyes,
I knew it true,
That it was I,
God meant for you.

Hold me still,
I'll lead the way,
And show you how,
To love today.

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Thursday, January 19, 2012

Hold Me Tight


Hold me tightly in your arms,
And teach me how to trust.
Hold me tighter when I struggle,
And squeeze me if you must!

Don't let me fight against you,
Don't let me pull away.
Where I want to be is with you,
Please just make me stay!

The fight lives deep inside me,
The struggle is not with you.
It's the anger that she filled me with,
And the Child I once knew.

My Child needs you to hold her,
And teach her that you care.
My Child loves the Child in you,
Our Children are a pair.

Let that fear and venom leave me,
Set the fight from my heart free!
Let me find when this is over,
That you're still holding me.

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About Sash


People call me "Sash" because I'm a former beauty queen in my old home town. My father used to ride in an MC which got me interested in the culture. After my last divorce I said "goodbye" to Susie Homemaker and became the naughty, biker chick I always felt inside. (Read more...)